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[worstsongever]

Noooooo, no. No no no. You're not sending me back to the boat. I did my growing up, learned my lessons, all that fun stuff, remember? You barely even remember everything that happened!

...No, hey, that wasn't an invitation for a stroll down memory lane, okay - you're not listening to me at all, are you?

Of course you're not.

I'm basically talking to myself right now.

You suck so much.

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[myresponsibility]

Yeah, they uh, do that. [Why are you a redhead omg what is this sorcery.]

[ohio]

Hey uh, I. Like your hair?

[ what the hell is happeninnnngggg. ]

[worstsongever]

[Sorcery, what?]

Oh, I remember, but believe me, I seriously wish I did not.

[...] Why are you looking at me like that?

[worstsongever]

....Thank you, guy I've never met. That's really, uh, super flattering.

[myresponsibility]

[UTHER NO ONE INVITED YOU.]

You kinda look like someone I know. [Actually, you're identical to someone he knows. Except a redhead. So. That's. Weird.]

[worstsongever]

[UTHER DON'T NEED NO INVITE, HE GOES WHERE HE WANTS]

Oh. Uhhh. Yeah, that...happens? Kind of a lot. Way, way more than a lot, and apparently it happens to me an actual ungodly amount.

[myresponsibility]

[YOU'RE NOT KING HERE THIS IS AMERICA.]

Seriously? But you have no idea who I am?

[worstsongever]

[GOD DAMN]

Nnnnnope. Sorry. Should I? No, I shouldn't. It's just the whole weird...facetwin. Thing. God I hate this.

[myresponsibility]

Sorry, it's just- I guess I didn't really think it could happen to someone I knew, I guess.

[worstsongever]

Yeah, I thought that right up until I was staring not-me in the face. And met someone else who knew another...not-me. So you're number three. Sort of.

What's she like?

[myresponsibility]

That's incredibly weird.

But, uh, she's super smart, she's funny and she's blonde, so that's kind of... you know, weird, but. Her name's Gwen, I'm Peter.

[worstsongever]

....Blonde. Wow. That is definitely not a color I expected.

I'm Olive.

[myresponsibility]

Nice to meet you. Sorry about the, you know. Weird.

[worstsongever]

It's not your fault, weird kind of follows me around. It's kind of ridiculous.

[myresponsibility]

Trust me, I know that feeling.

[worstsongever]

Oh yeah? Have you found some facetwins of your own?

[myresponsibility]

Not exactly.

[worstsongever]

Diiid your best friend's mom hit you in the face with her boob?

[ohio]

[ wow, trying not to be hurt. ]

Uh, okay. Harsh. You're welcome... Wichita?

[worstsongever]

[Sorry Columbus :c But she knew Wichita! It gave her a complex. Wichita was infinitely more badass than she. :c]

Whichi-- No, no, nooooo no. I'm Olive. You're...? Okay, I'm sorry, it's been a long time. Which city are you?

[intelligently]

And sounding crazy about it.

[ohio]

Olive.

[ Columbus repeats that, blinks. ]

Are you her twin sister or something?

[ because that would at least make sense. more sense than Wichita dying her hair and trying to con him, though he wouldn't put this past being a prank. ]

[worstsongever]

No, but trust me, I get why you'd think that. Sorta freaked me out the first time too.

[worstsongever]

Thank you, friendly stranger.

[takeyouapart]

[WELL SPEAKING OF SORCERY.]

I think she might take that as encouragement.